"Bear with me, it'll be fine right away, don't move, or your injuries will be even more serious." Zhang Fang raised his voice and shouted.

"Oh, well!" Jiang Wuzhi nodded obediently, not daring to move easily.

The movements of Zhang Fangyi's hand were not slow, his fingers moved slightly, and wisps of golden light erupted from the long needle and drilled into Jiang Wuji's back.

There were three blood lines in Jiang Wuji's back, these three blood lines were just pierced by Zhang Fangyi, Zhang Fangyi moved the long needle down a few inches, and then squeezed out a drop of golden liquid.

As the needle continued to move downward, so did the golden liquid.

Zhang Fang's technique changed, and the golden liquid suddenly changed direction and moved towards Jiang Wuji's chest.

Zhang Fang's movements are not slow, and his techniques are constantly changing.

The golden liquid soon came to Jiang Wuji's chest, and then Zhang Fangyi's technique suddenly stopped, Zhang Fangyi's eyebrows frowned, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

This drop of golden liquid was the spiritual liquid condensed by Zhang Fangyi with pure aura, although it was not enough to make Jiang Wuji's injury heal, but it also had a great effect.

Zhang Fangyi's purpose is also to help Jiang Wuji recover his strength, so that he can break through as soon as possible and no longer suffer from this pain.

However, just when Zhang Fangyi was about to deliver spiritual energy to Jiang Wuji, suddenly, the drop of golden liquid suddenly stopped moving, and Zhang Fangyi was stunned for a moment.

"Huh?"

Zhang Fangyi was puzzled, this drop of golden liquid was obviously acting according to his wishes, why did it stop? Could it be that I made a mistake in control?

"This drop of spiritual liquid, for some reason, did not follow the expected route, but stayed in your chest and did not move!"

Zhang Fang thought about it for a while and felt that this might be his mismanipulation, so he decided to give up and let it drive on its own, and then wait for it to integrate into Jiang Wuji's body by itself.

After figuring it out, Zhang Fangyi began to try to control it again, but to Zhang Fangyi's surprise, he tried many times, but the drop of spiritual liquid always stayed in Jiang Wuji's chest disobediently.

It didn't leave Jiang Wuji's chest, it didn't move towards Jiang Wuji's abdomen, and it didn't swim towards the heart vein, as if it was staying in that place.

"What's going on?" Zhang Fangyi frowned, couldn't understand the reason, and couldn't help but be a little anxious.

Immediately, Zhang Fangyi sat down cross-legged, his palms stacked on top of each other, and a cloud of aura poured out from Zhang Fangyi's palm, forming a vortex of aura that rotated endlessly.

"Buzz! Buzzing! ”

The aura vortex in Zhang Fang's palm sent out a violent tremor, and then surged towards Jiang Wuji's body.

After these spiritual qi poured into Jiang Wuji's body, Jiang Wuji only felt a refreshing and comfortable feeling spread throughout his body, which lifted his spirits, and he felt that his whole body was full of infinite strength, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

Zhang Fang withdrew the aura in his palm, then stood up and walked to Jiang Wuji's side.

"Good, good, good." Zhang Fangyi glanced at Jiang Wuzhi approvingly.

"Your injuries are no longer too much of a problem, and then when we go back, no matter how good we are, your injuries should be almost the same." Zhang Fang looked at Jiang Wuzhi with a look of relief in his eyes.

"The only little surprise is that there is a drop of spiritual fluid that I teleported into your body that has not been absorbed, it shouldn't be a big problem, it may merge on its own after a while." Zhang Fangyi thought about this question again.

Jiang Wuzhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, he didn't want his injuries to worsen.

"Okay, okay, that's good, that's good." Jiang Wuji hurriedly said.

"You rest and breathe your aura, and then we'll get out of here." Zhang Fangyi said.

Jiang Wuzhi nodded, he lay on the ground, his eyes closed, running the exercises, adjusting his breath.

Zhang Fangyi also sat down, his eyes closed, running exercises to regulate the breath in his body.

The sound of the two people's even breathing came and went, and after more than three hours, Zhang Fangyi slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It should be about the same, right?" Zhang Fangyi said.

Jiang Wuzhi also opened his eyes when he heard this, and he also felt that the injuries in his body had healed, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

Jiang Wuzhi looked at Zhang Fangyi, and there was a trace of surprise in his heart: "You are so powerful, you can actually heal my injuries." ”

"You're almost recovering from your injuries, so let's get out as soon as possible." Zhang Fang said with a smile.

"Okay." Jiang Wuji nodded, and then got up.

"By the way, senior brother, how long are we going to stay here?" Jiang Wuji asked, he felt that he had been in this ghost place for too long, and if he hadn't been able to absorb spiritual energy to maintain his body, he might have starved to death.

"About a month." Zhang Fang thought for a moment and replied.

"A month, so long?" Jiang Wuji said in surprise.

Zhang Fangyi looked at Jiang Wuji, shook his head, and laughed: "It's not too long, it's a good thing, if your injuries don't fully recover, there is no way for us to leave here." ”

Jiang Wuzhi nodded, and secretly said in his heart, this Zhang Fang is really powerful, and he can see through the problem at a glance.

"Since you're all right, let's go now." Zhang Fangyi said.

"Hmm." Jiang Wuji nodded.

Zhang Fangyi actually had mixed feelings in his heart at this time, Jiang Wuji's previous strength and current recovery from injuries were all completed by consuming the vitality of both sides.

Although Jiang Wuji's injuries had recovered, Zhang Fangyi felt that his vitality was passing rapidly.

Zhang Fangyi's cultivation method is a devouring technique, once some aura or spiritual objects are swallowed, the cultivation and lifespan will be increased a little, which is the common sense of cultivators.

But Zhang Fangyi didn't devour anything for a while, he just injected some of his aura into Jiang Wuji's body, and then helped Jiang Wuji recover from his injuries.

Now that Jiang Wuji's injuries have fully recovered, Zhang Fang feels that his vitality is passing rapidly, if he delays any longer, it is estimated that he will die in less than five years, so he must quickly take Jiang Wuji out of here.

"Senior brother, let's go." Zhang Fangyi said, then reached out and grabbed Jiang Wuji's shoulder.

Jiang Wuzhi did not hesitate, he knew that this was a dangerous place, and if he continued to stay here, he was afraid that something would happen, so the two of them walked towards the entrance of the cave.

The two left the cave together, and as soon as Jiang Wuji walked out of the cave, he smelled a pungent fishy odor, which made his throat feel itchy.

"Vomit~Vomit~Vomit~"

Jiang Wuji felt a tumult in his stomach, and he felt as if his throat was about to spit out, so he quickly bent down to cover his mouth and retched a few times before he stopped the nauseous urge.